As I moaned in ecstasy, he pulled his finger out of my mouth and started pulling down my pants. "Let's see what you have in there." He pulled down my ...ants, revealing my tiny, yet throbbing erect cock. He laughed, rubbed my nut sack with his left hand and said "I had a feeling that you were hung like a little girl. Only bitches suck dick that hard!" I blushed, letting him caress my nut sack and belittle me in the booth. He moved his right hand to my ass and squeezed my left cheek hard, making. Mom had never been good at making dumplings, hers had always turnedout like soggy lumps of glue. But Dad on the other hand had been amaster with them, his mother had taught him how to make them when hewas younger and he made them for us once in a while. His alwaysturned out with just the right consistency and texture and were one ofmy favourite things that Dad made for us when he did cook."No Colleen," Mom answered, "I wouldn't even try to make these againafter the last time. Your Dad made. "Do you like his cock, baby? Do you enjoy knowing that two men are here and they both crave your mouth? Spread your legs a bit, let that thong slide deep over your ass and pussy and beg for another cock."Looking in the mirror I see her admire herself. Her shape, her prowess on a cock, her tits. She licks the shaft down to the balls, "please come closer baby, I wanna suck both of you at the same time". Moving toward her with my cock in my hand, stroking, I wonder about the other guy. Who is in. With my hands on her bottom cheeks I held her firmly to me and she gently fucked her lusting pussy into my mouth. ‘Sweetheart,’ she quietly gasped, ‘You’re wonderful! I love your mouth and tongue kissing and … sucking me. And I love your hands feeling up my legs … and thighs … and breasts and squeezing … and your fingers inside me – in my pussy – fucking me with your fingers – Oh, God! You’re … making me … cum again … Uhhnnnn … Please … don’t stop! Ahhnnn.’ And I didn’t. Her lovely vulva.